Mars

	作词 : 炭黑
	作曲 : AJ/查克/炭黑
	Mars (战神）
	I am your fatal bane I befall in the raging flame.
	I am your inner fear the tremble of your spear.
	I will ascend my throne, hey hey hey!
	My fate flies alone, giao giao~
	Be in the awe of the invincible lord,
	on your knees, I am the (god) (of) (war)
	I break the night in the burn of glaring light,
	never say die.
	I won my honour from my lives born of hellfire.
	I will find who I am,
	In blood of fighters.
	Wake up from your delusion of usurping holy crown,
	You such a “Hypocrite”, the epitaph on your tomb.
	～～stone～～
	You better bow down
	You misuse degradation as weapon,
	Try to undermine my spirit with your decent.
	**** your ridiculous way of liberation,
	What cowards need is my salvation.
	I break the night in the burn of glaring light,
	never say die.
	I won my honor from my lives born of hellfire.
	I’ll survive
	In blood of fighters.
	I can always feel your torture your desperation your suffocation,
	I know the pain of rising from ashes.
	Every time when darkness creeps my struggle seems to pass away in numbness,
	But I know all the bullets in my chest, the bruises on my soul are to be cast,
	into my medals.
	I break the night in the burn of glaring light,
	never say die.
	I won my honour from my lives born of hellfire.
	The warriors out of Inferno to Nirvana,
	The undead conquerors, God of War.

	zuò cí : tàn hēi
	zuò qǔ : AJ chá kè tàn hēi
	Mars zhàn shén
	I am your fatal bane I befall in the raging flame.
	I am your inner fear the tremble of your spear.
	I will ascend my throne, hey hey hey!
	My fate flies alone, giao giao
	Be in the awe of the invincible lord,
	on your knees, I am the god of war
	I break the night in the burn of glaring light,
	never say die.
	I won my honour from my lives born of hellfire.
	I will find who I am,
	In blood of fighters.
	Wake up from your delusion of usurping holy crown,
	You such a " Hypocrite", the epitaph on your tomb.
	stone
	You better bow down
	You misuse degradation as weapon,
	Try to undermine my spirit with your decent.
	your ridiculous way of liberation,
	What cowards need is my salvation.
	I break the night in the burn of glaring light,
	never say die.
	I won my honor from my lives born of hellfire.
	I' ll survive
	In blood of fighters.
	I can always feel your torture your desperation your suffocation,
	I know the pain of rising from ashes.
	Every time when darkness creeps my struggle seems to pass away in numbness,
	But I know all the bullets in my chest, the bruises on my soul are to be cast,
	into my medals.
	I break the night in the burn of glaring light,
	never say die.
	I won my honour from my lives born of hellfire.
	The warriors out of Inferno to Nirvana,
	The undead conquerors, God of War.